Ok the story starts at High school, I was a social animal at the new highschool I moved to in my last year of it. I was popular, I literally held court in the grade 12 common room and everyone wanted to be around me, back then I was the man. Then she fell into my lap, I'd been going to the same parties as her and had liked the look of her for a while but nothing was happening, till eventually she just plonked herself down on my lap one day. Now at the time had sworn off women as too much effort, I'd chased a few at my previous school but I was both woefully AFC and also incredibly lacking in confidence this put me off the whole idea. Therefore until this point I really had no romantic or sexual interest apart from my 8mb dsl link.

Eventually me and her got together and things were good at first, sneaking out of class and fucking her in my car at lunchtime, going out to clubs or the movies regular good shit. We fucked like rabbits for months, it was awesome and things were good, I can remember more about fucking her than my final exams. She even gave head which these days is like fucking christmas day only about 23 hours 59min shorter. Things were just fucking win, I know I fell into many mistakes that I regret even now, I was a major AFC and I probably still am in a lot of ways. Anyway that was in 07. In 08 she took a gap year and went no where just stayed home with her family and fucked me when the army didn't need me.

Beginning of this year she went to Uni 9 hours away. Things changed, I suggested an open relationship, she jumped at the idea. I was missing sex like no other and I was one jealous fucker. I visited her about once a month or twice a month for the first six months of this year. I wanted every detail of her personal life our relationship has major phone suffocation going on and I dont know how to remedy it. She would often voluntarily tell me of her nights out and it would make me feel terrible and or rage everytime. She only fucked one bloke but she was getting drunk about 4 or 5 times a week and hooking up with anything that moved in clubs. She even had photos of her naked with another chick hooking up with and playing with two guys in a pool. She just went crazy at the first drop of alcohol. Meanwhile I only discovered pickup what, 2 months ago. I was getting no sex and I was laying there at a different shitty training depot every month listening to her tell me about the awesomeness of her friends her life and even her hookups(which she often told me were terrible and then went and did the same thing the next night).

After she fucked someone else we made a deal that she wouldn't again until I did. I stopped being as jealous, I stopped being so fucking emo. Why? I was gaming other chicks things were looking up, I was still obsessed with my woman and I was still feeling shit everytime she told me about her night out but I was starting to pickup a bit on my confidence. Then one weekend she came home, I was laying in the bath, she read some of my texts. She yelled from my room that she had just texted one of the girls i was gaming, I come out read the text and rage. She had read what they said decided that (what was actually a game) this girl was trying to abuse me and sent an angry text. I fucking hit the roof, I raged hard and she didn't give a fuck she just yelled right back at me. She told me she felt protective. I knew she was jealous and she admitted it later.

Then later I'm at home gaming and this girl i was gaming sends me a text saying someone calling herself my girlfriend had texted her again only this time not from my number. I rang up my gf and dumped her that night, fucking betrayed me twice or so it felt. Up until this time I had always allowed my gf to use my phone and borrow it and now it felt like i couldn't trust her with anything. After a few days I feel bad and call her until eventually we get back together. Things are going to be different this time. We say. She will have sex more often, she will try to be more talkative on the phone, we wont be in an open relationship any more, she has decided i'm all she wants forever. Things dont change all that much things are still shit. She has all the time and grog in the world I call every few days in my breaks from training and work and she is drunk half the time. In the end we have another argument this time dump her this time its over I'm certain. All through this both times she says she wants me back and never tries to win me back or works at all for my attention ever it seems.

We got back together a week ago, she came over to my house to get some books. She is standing there stacking books and telling me how she has met some guy who wants to take her to france, and is basically going all out to make me jealous and angry. Then she starts to cry and I touch her, within minutes we are fucking on my bed. Now we are back together she doesn't want to be too affectionate right now because she doesn't trust me to not dump her again (But it was ok when I fucked her all day when we got back together just now) and she does things like tells me she wants to fuck me over breakfast and then lets me take her somewhere and give her plenty of kino and use a shit ton of PU on her pretty much everything I can think of and then at the end of the day its a 1 in 10 if she doesn't fight with her stupid family or she doesn't lose it over and argument. Or the catchall for the majority of occasions I want sex "I'm too tired". I cant help feeling she just wants a best friend but I suggested that before I dumped her the second time and she just went psyco.

I really am lost, I feel like an epic AFC and an epic beta male. She is going to a party next week at her university 9 hours away called the "sexual deviants ball" she is basically wearing nothing and judging by the youtube video of it, its a party designed for fucking attention whoring and pickup. She has always been an attention whore at parties I have been at and when she was in the open relationship i'm sure she was then. I dont know if I should trust that she wont do anything or hope that she does because I am so fucking lost in this relationship.

I doubt you guys have much answer for this but if you can give some pointers as to where to go here please shoot. I miss sex like crazy and I feel like an accessory she uses when she comes back home, I feel like telling her if she wont fuck I dont want her but it burns to think of her with another man and I love her enough to want the best for her so I dont know where the shit this is going.

ps. I'm sick of feeling like I have to take her somewhere and do something, I'm sick of feeling like I have to work sexually because I never see her do a fucking tap, she doesn't have money to pay for shit but she still wants the world. I dont just mean in wealth she just doesn't give affection and I drown her in it when I dont control it. It really feels like she doesn't give a fuck for me until im gone then she cant fucking live without knowing i'm her bf.

^^This happens, I have known quite a few GUYS like this, so you arent the only one with this story.
What a mess you have got yourself into !! -- That is my short answer. I'd say continue with your 'open relationship' so that you get 'some action' whenever you are back in town and on the side practise PUA stuff and start dating other women. This girl is not the one you would probably want to date exclusively. Just keep her as a F buddy. ............I'll get to a detail answer later if you'd like one.